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Prologue part 2: Marshall Lee

"Well, well, what do we have here, a little girl dancing by Mt. Bone and the blood falls, the scariest place in all of Aaa, where demons lie in wait? What are you doing here?" He asked.

Fionna stopped dead in her tracks, right in the middle of a spin from the Jive, and slowly turned around. Just to come face to face with a raven haired teen with red eyes and blue skin. He was wearing a pair of ripped blue jeans, red convers, and a plaid red and black shirt who looked to be about 18.

"Well are you going to just stand there gawking at me or are you going to answer me. I mean I know I'm good looking and all, but still you're not a fish out of water." He smirked at me and then gave me an evil grin when I started blushing.

"Well I… I mean umm… I f-found this p-place when I was 9 and it's not that s-scary. I f-fight monsters all the time I'm an Adventuress, the greatest adventuress in all of Aaa actually." My voice had started out weak and stuttering. But near the end it sounded strong because I was proud of myself for who I was and the title I had. He just gave me an amused smile like I was the funniest thing in the world, and I blushed. Like if Ice Queen had stopped capturing princes and became the sexiest woman in all of Aaa, that hilarious.

"You can't even talk to me without blushing, don't stop though it's cute I would love to have a taste, and really a little girl like you, the greatest Adventuress in Aaa," he chuckled a bit "I really doubt it." I blushed but stood my ground.

"Well then what are you doing out here by Mt. Bone. I at least have a good reason, I live here, o and my names Fionna, by the way, not little girl, Mr. Know It All." I snapped at him, I really hated, I mean hated, one of my worst pet peeves, was being called little girl or being underestimated. It pissed me off, big time. He looked at me the smirk wiped off his face and in complete and utter shock but recovered a second later, unfortunately.

"I'll be damned, that's the first time anyone spoke to me like that since I became King. You got spunk kid, standing up to me like that. Wait you said that you lived here, what girl would live here, it's a horrid place filled with monsters?" He was starting to really get on my nerves.

"I told you before, my name is Fionna and yes I live here. Monsters don't come anywhere near these falls; they're even scared of them. For me though there beautiful, I love this place even though I only get to come here at night or when I have extra time. O and why would I be afraid of you. You're just a teen with an ax bass and bad attitude, plus you never told me your name." He narrowed his eyes at me.

"Well Rabbit…"

"Fionna"

"Blondie, you should be afraid because I'm Marshall Lee the Vampire King, ruler of the Nightosphere, King of the night, I'm in peoples worst nightmares. I'm half demon and yet you ask me why you should be afraid?" He stared at me strangely as if he were waiting for me to do something dramatic, let's just say he didn't get what he was expecting.

"Ok and…"

"You don't care, I could rip you apart at any time I want to and drink your blood. Yet you say ok like it's the most natural thing in the world to have the Vampire King in front of you. Or any King matter of fact, how do you do it Blondie?"

"My name's Fionna, your Majesty." I curtsied dramatically, sarcasm dripping so heavily from my voice that even the dumbest of people would be able to tell I was faking it. "I'm sorry should I kiss the ground you walk on and scrub your feet for you." I went back to my normal voice. "And if you were going to kill me you would have already done it. Plus I have my sword with me if you were to attack I would have it out to slice you up like shredded cheese." What I was just stating the facts.

"Wow Rabbit no need to be so sarcastic, it's just surprising to have a common person like you to not care about royalty. That and the fact you're not fazed by a vampire, in the slightest."

"My name's Fionna for the last time," I growled at him. "Plus if you were expecting me to cower in fear, get down on my knees, and ask for you to spare my life. You're out of luck dude Adventurers and Heroines fear nothing. Plus every prince in Aaa is my friend, that and I have to fight Ice Queen almost every day so I'm pretty comfortable with royalty." He once again looked stunned but quickly regained his composure, and the smirk I already learned to dread, came back.

"Well then Blondie, I like you so, would you like to dance." He held out his hand, I nodded, to shocked to speak, and took it feeling a blush run up my cheeks. Then, making me blush again, he bowed and kissed my hand.

"My name's Fionna no-not Blondie." I half-heartedly stuttered out. He smirked even more and pulled me close to his chest, into dance position, unfortunately making me blush even more. His left hand was on my waist, the other holding my right hand, and my left hand on his shoulder. He put his mouth by my neck, lightly grazed his fangs along the skin and then traveled up to my ear, by now I was probably as red as a tomato.

"You know I really would like to taste that yummy smelling blush of yours," He whispered in my ear. Then, by exaggerating his point, he took a big whiff of air in through his nose and stopped. He looked down at me, blinking a couple of times like he couldn't believe what he was seeing, or in this case, what he smelled. It was then I knew he had found out that I was human, great… just great.

"What's wrong." I looked up at him.

"Sorry I just… well, are you human?" I sighed.

"Ya, the last one," I looked down at my feet, a sad feeling came on that I get whenever I think about me being the last of my species. He seemed to notice and took pity.

"I was just wondering because I haven't had human blood since the war," he sounded dark; I looked back up to see he had on a creepy smile. He didn't, though have that hungry glint in his eyes that animals do when they are about to pounce on their pray. I glared at him, but before I could say anything he pulled me closer and I blushed. He then took the lead and we started to dance the waltz.

It felt amazing to be dancing with another person, for one, he was an extravagantly, (extremely) wonderful, and graceful dancer. For two it was so much different from dancing alone, it felt like I was dancing on clouds, or in mid-air. I had closed my eyes and counted the steps in my head. Back, side, together, back, side, together, forward, side, together, repeat, back, side, cross, shift, changing foot/weight, step, side, three fast steps, so on so forth.

"Well you seem to be enjoying yourself there," Marshall chuckled.

"Shud-up you're ruining it with your obnoxious voice," that was a complete lie. His voice was like silk, smooth and easily flowing, no matter how annoying he was. I felt him chuckle and I laid my head down on his chest, probably surprising him, and failed at not blushing. Truthfully I was just as surprised as he was, though I'd never admit it.

He stopped and I realized we had come to the end of the dance. He dipped me, stood up and kissed my hand again.

"Thank you for the dance, Blondie. You were wonderful how long have you been dancing?" he asked me, and yet again, I blushed, stupid cheeks.

"I just started today, about five minutes before you came, but you made it easy, you're pretty good yourself." He smirked and then gave me what looked like a genuine smile.

"You're a natural then, but like you said I make it easy." I elbowed him in the stomach, and he gave a small grunt.

"Would you like to see my place?" I asked him, for some reason I wanted to show my home to someone, probably because I'm the only one that knew about it.

"I'd love to, Rabbit"

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